389: Chapter 389 Wanting Zi Ji's Soul Ring

"Everyone thinks that way!"

Bibi Dong swept her gaze across the crowd and let out a cold laugh: "But who dares to question Spirit Hall?"

"Teacher is absolutely right. We in Spirit Hall have focused too much on reputation, to the point where our steps have been shackled. Although reputation is indeed important, history is written by the victors. I believe future generations will record that in the year 2640 of the Douluo Continent, Spirit Hall launched the beginning of the annihilation of all evil forces on the continent to unify it."

Su Wen walked into the Supreme Pontiff Palace, and the Elders all looked over in unison.

Hearing the Saint's words, the expressions of everyone present were quite colorful.

"Everyone, take action!"

"But you must be careful with Shrek. If it proves impossible, do not force it."

Su Wen specifically emphasized Shrek Academy, not knowing if there was a Divinity behind them.

"We obey!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and the others looked at Bibi Dong. Seeing that she had already made her decision, they said nothing more, acknowledged the order, and turned to leave the Supreme Pontiff Palace.

Ye Yuaner remained behind, tapped Su Wen on the head, and then huffed as she left.

"Xiao Wen, come here!"

Looking at Su Wen, Bibi Dong's expression shifted.

"Teacher?"

Su Wen came before Bibi Dong.

He was beaming with joy: "Teacher, I have reached a Breakthrough to level 80."

There was no smile on Bibi Dong's face. Su Wen being able to achieve a Breakthrough in such a short time was entirely because his body had been blown up and instantly repaired. It could be said that his body had been whipped into shape, stimulating his potential, allowing him to luckily achieve the Breakthrough.

But the risk was not small; if he had been blown to death, that would be a different story.

"Teacher, look."

Seeing Bibi Dong's displeased expression, Su Wen simply took out Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Controlling Crane Catching Dragon...

These Cultivation Techniques were very special, especially the Mysterious Heaven Skill, which was considered a Heaven-Defying existence on this Douluo Continent.

Tang San relied on this Mysterious Heaven Skill to make himself stronger time and time again, eventually attaining a Divinity.

"Hmph!"

In the end, Bibi Dong did not voice any reproach for his reckless behavior.

She took the Mysterious Heaven Skill, feeling very curious about Tang San's possessions.

This Tang San could bring surprises every single time.

Moreover.

She didn't know if it was an illusion.

When she looked at Tang San today, she sensed a familiar aura.

Tang San's Soul Power was mixed with the resentful energy of the Rakshasa God.

"This Mysterious Heaven Skill is somewhat special..."

Bibi Dong looked at the records of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, a look of surprise appearing in her beautiful eyes.

Before the Spirit Awakening, one could condense "Internal Energy" through the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and upon Awakening, it was possible to reach Innate Full Spirit Power.

The Mysterious Heaven Cultivation Technique was divided into nine levels.

If one cultivated to the final level, one could open up the extraordinary meridians.

Thereby greatly increasing Soul Power output and recovery speed, and one could even achieve an endless cycle.

"It is a good thing; the functions of a Spirit core are all contained within it."

"No wonder this Tang San was chosen by a Divinity; this Mysterious Heaven Skill played a significant role."

Bibi Dong looked at the remaining Cultivation Techniques and felt that although they were not as good as the Mysterious Heaven Skill, they were still of great help to a Titled Douluo. Learning them was equivalent to gaining two additional Spirit Abilities, and they could be activated instantly.

"Teacher, the harvest is not bad, right? It's a pity I didn't get the Bodhi Blood."

Su Wen rubbed his chin. If he hadn't been afraid of pushing Tang San too hard and causing the person behind him to jump out, he would have really wanted to squeeze him until nothing was left.

"Heh!"

"You are quite pleased with yourself!"

Bibi Dong's tone suddenly became sarcastic: "You held Ah Yin, heh, you certainly know how to play."

"Teacher, I was forced by circumstances."

"Otherwise, how would Tang San have lost his reason?"

"This kid is actually very smart, but he was blinded by anger, so the things he did were without consideration; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to get so many benefits."

Seeing Su Wen's look of having gained an advantage and still acting innocent, Bibi Dong was amused to the point of laughter.

She reached out and patted the empty seat beside her, signaling him to sit over.

"Teacher, any further instructions?"

Su Wen was not polite either; he sat down and incidentally nudged Bibi Dong to the side.

The corner of Bibi Dong's mouth twitched slightly, then her eyes turned sharp, and her jade hand suddenly grabbed him.

"Then let me ask you, did anything happen between you and Ah Yin?"

"Hiss, Teacher."

Su Wen trembled slightly.

At the same time, he looked at Bibi Dong in surprise, as if he hadn't expected her to be so bold.

"Don't stare at me, I'm asking you a question."

A faint blush appeared on Bibi Dong's exquisite face, but her attitude remained strong.

"Teacher... how should I put this..."

"Tell the truth, Su Wen. If you dare to lie to me, you can just wait... what are you doing?"

Su Wen gripped Bibi Dong's small waist and exerted a slight force to place her on his lap. He chuckled: "Teacher, you wouldn't dare to break it."

"You..." Bibi Dong was furious, but he was right; she really didn't dare to use force.

She looked towards the door with some shyness, flicked her arm, and a burst of Soul Power swept the Supreme Pontiff Palace gate shut.

"You, you are at level 80 now. In a few days, I will have someone take you to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring..."

Sensing the warmth in her palm, Bibi Dong said with an unsteady train of thought.

"Teacher, your heartbeat is so fast!"

Su Wen felt that no matter how many times Bibi Dong had experienced this, it was as if she had never experienced it before.

Looking at Bibi Dong's shyness. For some reason, he wanted to bully her.

"Shut your stinky mouth, I'm talking to you about serious matters."

"Teacher, if it's the Sky Azure Bull Python or the Titan Giant Ape, forget it. They don't suit my Spirit, and their age is too low."

Su Wen actually already had a suitable target for his eighth spirit ring. Zi Ji. The power of darkness. It was similar to his own attributes. It was just that Su Wen still needed some time to figure out how to persuade Zi Ji.

"Hmm?"

"You don't even look down on a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast?"

"Heh, impressive!"

Bibi Dong teased.

"Teacher, it's not that I look down on it, but it really doesn't suit me. Yan Yan and Nana could use them."

Su Wen smelled the faint fragrance on Bibi Dong's body and couldn't help but exhale a breath of foul air comfortably.

Bibi Dong tightened her hand, her earlobes slightly red: "Then it's still too early for them..."

"Bing'er should be soon. I feel it is time to let her absorb the ten thousand year profound ice marrow. I estimate that with this item as an aid, she will be able to catch up to me in the shortest possible time."

Su Wen knew too well how terrifying the ten thousand year profound ice marrow was. He estimated that at this time, the Ice Empress and the Snow Empress had already broken through the 700,000-year and 400,000-year marks, respectively.

By this stage, the Snow Empress might have even touched the edge of the demigod Domain.

"Hmm, suit yourself. Anyway, for the next period of time, I won't be able to do anything!"

Bibi Dong gently stroked her lower abdomen with her right hand, her face involuntarily revealing a maternal smile.

She was already somewhat impatiently looking forward to the arrival of this child.

She wondered if it would look a bit like Xiao Wen, or like herself? And whose Spirit would it inherit?

From the bottom of her heart, Bibi Dong hoped the child would inherit Xiao Wen's, after all, her own Spirit was a bit unsightly. She felt it would affect the child's image.

"Stop messing around..."